Pairing: Walter 'Keys' McKey x fem!reader
Summary: Your boyfriend plans an entire day for the two of you since the weather is finally warming up!!
Warnings: Clothing descriptions, most of this is fluff, but there's smut at the end. Lingerie, piv sex, oral (f and m receiving), really soft sex because it's Keys, no condom, the glasses STAY ON, I think that's all. (The lingerie in the picture is just my reference for the lingerie only, not for body type)
It's finally getting warm here in Illinois so I'm writing this because YAY!
You wake up to soft rustling, Keys’ hand sliding around you tighter as he presses a kiss to your shoulder. You can hear the faint sound of birds chirping in the trees below, even though your apartment is on the third floor.
Your cat purrs softly, realizing that everyone else is waking up, so she might as well, too. You had to basically beg Keys for a kitty six months ago, but of course, he’s now obsessed with her.
Keys reaches out to pet her softly, but then reaches back to stroke your arm.
“Good morning, pretty girl..” He murmurs in your ear, pressing another kiss to your shoulder, this one lingering much longer than the first.
“G’morning, Walter.” You mumble softly, turning over to face your boyfriend with a sleepy smile on your face. You bring your hand up to his neck, your thumb brushing softly over his jaw.
His face gets a little pink. You two have been together for years, but he still gets all shy when you call him by his real name. He always tells you ‘It’s an old man's name!’ But you think it’s just so cute.
When you called him Walter the first, many, many times, he told you he hated it, but he learned to love it once he realized that you prefer his given name over Keys.
“Guess what.” He says with a big smile, that smile he gets when he’s not being bashful. It’s the one that says he’s actually, truthfully proud of something.
“Hm?” You hum, smiling softly as little Cheeto crawls up the bed to sit right between you and Keys. You smile softly, watching as Keys coos at her for a moment before looking back to you.
“Got a whole day planned for us, peach. The weather is so nice.” He whispers, rolling onto his back and stretching out with a quiet groan.
Cheeto crawls onto his chest, nuzzles into his neck, then hops over to you and rubs up against you. You smile softly at her, petting her back as you speak up. “Yeah? What d’you have planned?”
“You’ll see. Just wear something that you won’t get too hot in.” He swings his feet over the side of the bed, looking at you over his shoulder for a moment before standing up and stretching once again, arms above his head.
You let out a soft sigh. Sometimes you don’t know if he does these things on purpose, or if he really doesn’t realize what he does to you. You follow him to the bathroom, smiling fondly as he grabs his glasses, then sets them back down when he remembers he’ll be showering in just a moment anyways.
“You’re the prettiest, Walt.” You hum, wrapping your arms around Keys’ midsection from behind. You press your cheek against his back with a drowsy little smile. Your fingers trace over the skin of his stomach, causing him to tense slightly for a moment.
“Me? Look at you. You’re gorgeous.” He laughs, grabbing his toothbrush from the little cup beside the sink. You give a bashful smile, unwrapping your arms from your boyfriend’s midsection and grabbing your own toothbrush.
The two of you brush your teeth, and then get into the shower together.
Showering together has become a regular situation in your lives. You lean back against Keys, letting the water run over your body as a nearly inaudible sigh leaves your lips.
“The water alright for you, peach? Not too hot, not too cold, right?” Keys mumbles against your shoulder where his face has found purchase.
“S’perfect.” You breathe, your still half asleep body feeling like jelly under the warm water. Walter grabs your shampoo, squirting some into his hands and getting it a bit foamy before he lathers it into your hair.
You let out a low groan, your head slowly tilting back against his fingers. The way he massages your scalp, hands firm yet gentle, never fails to drive you insane. The feeling nearly lulls you back to sleep, as it does every single time you get your hair washed by him.
“Feel good?” Keys asks in a quiet murmur, a stifled chuckle slipping through his lips while working the shampoo into your hair. You let out a soothed hum letting out the softest of whines when he pulls his hands out of your hair and turns you around so that your back is to the water.
Walter gently tilts your head back, letting the water do most of the work, but still scrubbing the suds from your hair gently. “Gonna let me return the favor?” You question, knowing that he’s absolutely going to say yes because how could he ever say no to feeling your fingers in his hair.
You watch as your boyfriend’s eyes light up at the thought of you washing his hair. He stares at you with lovestruck eyes as you begin to scrub at his scalp. He lets out little hums, his eyes nearly rolling back as you begin to scrub at that spot you know makes him crazy. It’s the spot right above the nape of his neck.
Keys’ eyes flutter closed as you switch sides so that his back is to the water. He tilts his head back, the water rinsing away all the shampoo from his hair.
An hour later, the two of you are all ready to leave the house, and he just can’t stop staring at you.
You’ve chosen a flowery, long dress that you picked off the clearance shelf during late fall that you haven’t worn yet because, well, it was winter.
“Is it– Do you like it?” You ask softly. “Is it too fancy? Well, I mean, it’s not very fancy, it’s pretty casual. But like, should I change into jeans or something?” You pull at the fabric nervously, but quickly smile when Keys walks forward and places his hands on your hips like he’s scared to.
“You’re so beautiful. Jesus.” He breathes, pulling your arm up to twirl you before he leans down to press his forehead against yours. “And it’s perfect, by the way. I think it really fits the day I’ve got planned.”
You let out a soft hum in response, your eyes flicking to his lips before moving back to his eyes. You gently adjust his glasses that have slipped down his nose, letting out a soft huff of laughter. “You’ve really gotta get these adjusted. They’re always sliding off your face.”
Walter lets out a soft laugh in return, shaking his head. “I like it when you fix them for me. It’s sweet.”
He glances at the clock behind you, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards the door. “C’mon. We can’t be late.” His voice is laced with excitement as he grabs the car keys, practically dragging you along with him.
You see the aquarium up ahead, and a gasp leaves your lips. You smile from ear to ear, basically bouncing in the passenger seat with excitement as Keys pulls into a parking spot. You turn to him, your eyes lit up in the way that he cherishes so dearly.
“Ready, peach?” He kills the engine, squeezing your hand gently before pulling away to open his door. He sees you reaching for your own handle, and basically whips around in his seat. “You keep that door closed. Let me get it for you. You’re not lifting a finger today.” He opens the driver’s side door, then runs around the front of the car to get your door for you. He holds his hand out for you, a soft smile on his face as you roll your eyes.
“You’re unreal, Walter.” You snicker, but you can’t hide the softness in your eyes as you let Keys take your hand and gently help you out of the car.
“Okay, let’s go.” He wraps his arm around your shoulders, a smile gracing his lips when you lean your head against his own shoulder.
You’re already giddy as you walk through the doors of the aquarium, being met by an exhibit all about penguins.
“Y’know, they’ve got this shark thing today. They brought in a bunch of shark things from other museums and aquariums. Figured today would be a good day to take you.” He kisses the top of your head before you look up at him with wide eyes.
“Seriously? Oh my god, you’re the best boyfriend ever.” You breathe, moving towards the glass where the penguins are standing on rocks, some jumping in and out of the water.
The two of you move through the aquarium slowly. You take your sweet time looking at every single exhibit, no sea creature is left without your appreciation. Keys stands by your side sweetly the entire time, looking at every animal with you and nodding along as you give little facts on the ones you're knowledgeable about.
You see the entrance to the shark exhibit, buzzing with excitement even though you’ve been to this aquarium plenty of times before. When you make it in, you immediately head towards one of the glass sections to watch the hammerhead sharks swimming by.
Your boyfriend follows you, standing behind you as you take pictures and let out little ‘aww’s every single time a hammerhead passes by you.
You’re in the shark exhibit for nearly 45 minutes before you move on. You’ve talked Keys’ ear off about every single species they had in there, and he listened intently the whole time.
Once you exit the shark area, Keys leads you to one of those mold-o-rama machines, and puts in some cash.
A moment later, you’re holding a little blue plastic shark, rambling on about how amazing Keys is. When you look up at him, he’s got the most lovesick expression on his face, mixed with a bit of bashfulness at your praise.
After the dolphin section of the aquarium, the two of you reach the gift shop. Keys follows behind you, telling you to pick out anything you’d like.
In the end, you decide on a big whale shark plush and two of the same bracelets. Each one has a little jellyfish charm on it.
“Keys, would you wear this? Y’know, if we got matching ones?” You ask, holding out the bracelet to him. “‘Course I’d wear it. It’s cute.” He smiles warmly, heading to the checkout with his card already in his hand.
Once you get back to the car, with your boyfriend obviously opening the door for you and having carried out the giant plushy you bought. You tried to get him to let you carry it, since you said it was obnoxious, and he shouldn’t have to carry the thing, but he refused.
You slide into the passenger seat as Keys shoves the plushy into the backseat. He reaches the driver’s side, and slides into the car. He immediately holds up one of the bracelets, gesturing for you to hold out your wrist for him. He puts yours on first, then attempts to put on his own.
After watching him struggle for a few moments, you let out a little giggle. “Let me do it for you.” Your words are mixed with soft laughs as you fix the bracelet onto his wrist. “Don’t laugh at me.” He puts on his best pout, but he can’t stop smiling for long when you look so damn happy.
“Okay, you ready for the next part?” He turns on the car and maneuvers his way out of the parking lot. You nod, smiling softly as his hand reaches for yours once he’s actually on the road and not worried about working his way through the parking lot.
The next stop is the movie theater, since a rerun of Napoleon Dynamite is playing today. Keys grabs a blanket from the backseat that he always keeps in his car for emergencies.
You make your way into the theater, which seems to be pretty empty today. The two of you get popcorn, candy, and a slushy to share before finding your seats towards the back of the theater.
The movie begins to play, and Keys drapes the blanket over the both of you before wrapping his arm around you. You cuddle into his side, letting out a soft hum as he gestures to the popcorn in his lap.
You gladly take a few pieces, giving a thumbs up to let him know it’s really good. He takes his own bite, a little sound of appreciation leaving his lips.
Keys can’t seem to keep his eyes off you for the entirety of the movie. The way you watch the screen so intently, cuddled into his side with your legs pulled up under the blanket. He really does just appreciate every little thing about you.
“Babe. Thank you for today. It’s been amazing.” You whisper as the movie nears its end, beaming as you look up at Walter.
“It’s not over yet. I’ve still got one more thing planned.” He whispers back, pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose.
The credits roll, and you both stretch out a bit before standing. Once you’ve gotten all your trash picked up, Keys walks you back out to the car.
“Where are we going next?” You ask as you slide into the passenger seat, your heart warming up at the sight of your love with the sweetest little grin on his face.
“I can’t ruin the surprise.” He responds after rounding the car and getting into his own seat. “But, it’s gonna be great.” He murmurs as he starts the car.
“Okay, okay, I’m sorry I opened my own door.” You laugh after Keys scolded you once again for trying to open your door.
He rolls his eyes playfully before going to the trunk and opening it up.
You walk beside him, smiling at the cooler and the picnic blanket folded up neatly beside it.
“We’re having a picnic?” You ask the obvious as the two of you begin to walk on the little paved trail.
“Mhm.” He responds simply, trying to get the blanket to stay on the top of the cooler so that you don’t have to help him.
“Oh, my god, hon. Just let me help. I’m not gonna die if I carry a blanket.” You laugh softly, taking the blanket off the cooler and ignoring your boyfriend’s scowl.
He doesn’t try to argue, though. He just pulls the handle and rolls the cooler behind him.
“I came here the other day to find a spot that was really nice and also didn’t have many people nearby. It’s about a half mile out.” He mentions as you look around at the park.
“It’s so pretty. Are we gonna catch the sunset?” You ask, looking up at the sky and squinting a bit.
“Yeah. Made sure we’d get here at a time where the sun would start setting when we eat.” He nods, gently bumping your hip with his own and giving you a bright smile.
“God, I love you.” You whisper, not sure if you’re speaking to him or yourself, but he hears it anyway.
“I love you, too.” He responds just as softly so that only you can hear it. It’s not that he wouldn’t scream to the whole world that he loves you more than anything, because he would. It’s just that this moment is for the two of you only, and he doesn’t need anyone else to hear right now.
You make it to a little clearing after about 10 minutes of walking. It’s absolutely beautiful. You can see the city, but it feels more distant than it really is from where you are. It feels like you’re in your own little world with Keys, looking out at the city.
You lay down the big blanket and sit down, patting the space next to you with an expectant smile. Keys follows suit, opening the cooler and pulling out some food.
He brought the ingredients to make a sandwich, instead of making them earlier so that nothing would get soggy. He also pulls out a bowl of fruit and a bottle of red wine.
“You are the most perfect man to ever walk this earth, Walter McKey.” You whisper, cupping both of his cheeks and pressing your lips to his. You try to convey all the love you feel for him into the kiss, your eyes squeezed shut and your hands smooshing his cheeks just slightly. His own hands find you, one of his hands moving to the back of your head, and the other one resting lightly on your hip.
“I’m not perfect, sweet girl, but I really, really try.” He whispers after pulling away, resting his forehead against yours.
“Let’s eat, peach.” He whispers once more, pressing a kiss to your cheek before pulling away to get the sandwich ingredients out.
“Where’d you get the time to pack all this, Walt?” You smile, helping by opening up the fruit and setting the lid under the bowl.
“Woke up early this morning to pack it, and then I just got back into bed.” He hums, already putting together your sandwich in the way he knows you like it.
“I didn’t wake up when your alarm went off?” You giggle, popping a grape into your mouth as Keys briefly looks away from the sandwich to look at you.
“You sort of did. Like, you moved around a bit and felt around the bed, but all I had to do was tell you to go back to sleep.” He lets out a quiet chuckle at the memory of you mumbling a slurred m’kay after he told you to just go to sleep.
You smile, thanking Keys as he hands you your sandwich and then gets to work on his own.
Just as he said, the sun begins turning shades of orange and pink as the two of you start eating.
After the food is done, Keys pours each of you a glass of wine, leaning back on one hand while holding the glass in the other. He looks over at you while taking a sip of wine. You look over at him, noticing how you can’t see his eyes due to the sunset reflecting in them.
You set your wine glass on top of the cooler for a moment, pulling his glasses off and looking at his brown eyes.
“Thought you liked my glasses.” He teases, gently taking the frames from you and hanging them from the neckline of his shirt.
“I love your glasses. But I don’t love when I can’t see your pretty eyes.” You whisper, a hand resting on the space where his neck meets his shoulder. Your thumb moves back and forth, making goosebumps rise on Keys’ skin.
He sets his wine next to yours on top of the cooler and cups your face in both of his large hands. “I’m so fucking lucky. Christ.” Keys looks like he’s just landed on the moon. His eyes are wide, and his mouth is slightly parted.
“Let’s go home, Keys.” You whisper, the want in your voice incredibly obvious. He nods quickly, pressing a speedy kiss to your lips before standing up to pick up everything.
The two of you make it back to the apartment. Your shoes are kicked off immediately, and you start towards the bedroom. Keys follows you for a few steps, but you turn around and place a hand on his chest.
“You wait here. I’ve got a surprise for you now.” He pouts for a moment, but stays where you told him to anyway.
You open the bedroom door a moment later, standing against the frame with a soft smile, and Keys’ jaw drops to the floor.
You’re wearing new lingerie. It’s light blue, and mostly sheer. It’s a little dress with that parts down the middle, ruffles lining each side of the split. There’s a bow between the bra cups, which are mostly sheer with a floral pattern on them. There’s also a matching pair of panties. They’re simple, matching with the bra design.
Keys stands there in awe, unmoving, causing you to let out a quiet laugh.
“You gonna come over here, babe?” You ask teasingly, crossing your arms over your chest. The lamp in the bedroom behind you outlines your figure perfectly. Keys nods like a madman, quickly walking down the hall and standing in front of you. He doesn’t touch yet, just stares down at you with wide eyes.
“Walter, you can touch me.” You laugh softly, smiling as his hands immediately find their way to your hips.
“When–” He starts, but stops to swallow hard. “When did you get this? It’s beautiful. Well, you make it beautiful.” He sounds out of breath already, one of his hands leaving your hip for a moment to fix his glasses.
“I got it about a week ago. I thought you’d like it. You always tell me I look really good in this color.” You hum, already pulling your boyfriend towards the bed.
“I can’t believe I’m with you. You’re seriously unreal, sweetheart.” He whispers, letting you gently maneuver him onto the bed with his back against the headboard.
“Let me give you a thank you for today, honey. You put together such a thought out day. You’re the best.” You whisper, leaning in to kiss him, sitting on your knees between his spread legs with one hand on his thigh.
He kisses back, a soft gasp escaping his lips as you move your hand higher, gently palming him over his jeans.
You kiss him for a bit longer, but pull away after a few moments to kiss at his neck. He lets out shaky breaths, toying with the ruffles on your lingerie. His fingers are appreciative as they run over the material, slowly sliding up to cup the sides of your breasts.
You hum softly, still pressing wet kisses to Keys’ neck while your fingers begin to unbutton his shirt. With every button you open, your lips move lower and lower, showing your love for every inch of skin as you make your way down.
He expects you to come back up and kiss him once his shirt is all the way unbuttoned, but instead, you begin working on his belt. You’re mouthing at the skin of his lower belly, feeling the way his muscles tense with every move you make.
You pull his pants and boxers down in one motion, helping him kick them off before tossing them haphazardly. His cock is a little over half hard, so you drop your lips to the base of it, slowly kissing up until you’ve reached the tip.
“Peach, what’re you– You don’t have to do anything, I-I wanted to spoil you today.” Keys whines softly, gently cupping your face as you look up at him, your hand slowly stroking him until he’s fully hard.
“I told you, I’m saying thank you.” You whisper, wrapping your lips around his tip with a soft hum. Keys drops a hand to your hair, pulling it away from your face and holding it loosely so that you’ll be more comfortable. Even when you’re trying to give him a blowjob, he just can’t help himself from being the sweetest person.
You don’t waste any time before you start bobbing your head up and down. You don’t try and take him all, because you know he’ll make you stop the second you gag. Instead, you use your hand for what you can’t take in your mouth.
“Baby– Shit. Oh, you’re so amazing.” He moans, his hand that isn’t in your hair delicately stroking over your shoulder, fiddling with the strap.
“J-just like that.” He breathes, staring down at you like he can't believe this is happening, that he gets you like this.
It’s not long before he’s writhing under your touch, unintentionally giving a weak thrust into your mouth before weakly trying to speak. “Shit! I’m– I’m sorr– fuuuck, honey. M’so close. S-so–” He lets out a whine that doesn’t even sound like him as he comes in your mouth.
You don’t stop bobbing up and down until he’s completely spent, a bit of cum dribbling from the corner of your mouth. You pull away, smiling softly and sitting back while wiping your face with the back of your hand.
“Wow.” Is all Keys can whisper as he takes you in once more. After a moment to not only compose himself, but to let you breathe a bit, he speaks again. “Let me return the favor, please?” He presses a kiss to your cheek, then the corner of your mouth, and then finally locks his lips properly with yours.
He lays back on the bed, flat on his back, and looks up at you expectantly. “Come sit on my face, peach.” He reaches out for you, gently pulling you towards him until you’re seated on his chest.
He looks up at you with the sweetest smile, one that looks too sweet for what you’re about to do.
You slowly shuffle over his face, your knees digging into the mattress, caging in his head. He pulls your lace panties to the side before pulling you down to sit fully on his face. He wastes no time in getting to work, pushing his tongue into your pussy with zero hesitation. You reach down and grab onto his hair, looking down at him with wide eyes.
“Your– You have your glas-glasses on still.” You mumble, reaching down to take them off for him in fear of breaking them. He shakes his head, lifting you just enough for his voice to be audible.
“You tell me I look handsome with them, so I’ll keep ‘em on.” He murmurs, setting you back down and sucking your throbbing clit into his mouth.
“Walter! Shhhi– Oh my god!” You cry out, hips moving ever so slightly in gentle jerks. You look down, and you swear you could come right then and there. Keys looks like an absolute dream with his hair all messy, glasses a bit foggy, and his eyes locked on your face.
His tongue switches between prodding at your hole, licking through your slit, and lapping at your clit.
The cries of pleasure you let out fuel him on, his hands grabbing at your hips to grind you against his face.
As the room fills with the wet slurping and a mix of your own moans and Keys’ muffled ones, you feel your cunt begin to flutter and your muscles in your lower stomach tighten.
“Walt– Walter, m’so close. Don’t– fuck! Please don’t stop.” You moan out, squeezing your eyes shut in pure pleasure.
Of course, he doesn’t stop. He wouldn’t dream of it. He doubles down by licking faster, sucking harder, and moaning against you, sending vibrations through you that seem to shoot up your spine.
“Mhmm.” He hums encouragingly against your pussy, hands moving from your hips to grab your ass as you convulse on top of him.
Your orgasm hits you like a freight train, your hips jerking and your pussy clenching erratically. Walter hums softly, licking up every drop of your release that he can while still watching your face just to see how pretty you are when you come.
He licks you gently now, letting you ride out the waves of your orgasm without overstimulating you, and pulls his tongue back into his mouth once your soft moans begin to sound just slightly overwhelmed.
You move away from his face, your legs shaky as he props himself up on an elbow and wipes his chin.
“Jesus, Walter.” You breathe out with a smile, gripping his shoulders and pressing your lips against his. You let out a little hum as Keys lays you down gently, one hand holding himself on top of you and the other cupping the back of your head.
“Y’ready?” He asks quietly, pulling away from your lips to kiss at your cheek instead. “Or do you need a minute?” He continues.
“No, m’ready.” You whisper, lifting your hips slightly as he tugs on the waistband of your lace panties.
“S’much as I love this, I think we should get it off, peach.” Keys breathes, already reaching around to unclasp the bra in the back.
He’d never rip your clothes off like guys do in the movies. He would never want to break something you love, and he especially wouldn’t like to break something you love and bought with your own hard earned money.
The fabric falls off your shoulders and your boyfriend just about faints at the sight he’s seen hundreds of times before.
You reach up, cupping his face with both hands as he presses kisses to your breasts and then back up to your lips.
He lines himself up with your entrance, stroking himself a few times before pressing his tip into you. He’s not giant, but he’s above average–enough to make you feel full every time.
You tilt your head back, and Keys tilts his forward, causing his forehead to rest against your cheek. You let out a soft moan and wrap your arms around his neck.
“You’re so beautiful, peach. F-fuck, baby… I can– can feel you squeezin’ me.” He groans against your skin, pressing a kiss to your jaw before he pulls out until just his tip is inside.
You love the way you can feel every inch of him dragging against your walls as he pulls out, then slowly pushes back in. You gasp softly, one hand moving to his shoulder and your other cupping his cheek.
Keys looks at you with a little smile, pressing kisses all over your face as he begins to set his rhythm. He pulls away so that he can watch your face. His hair hangs slightly in front of his eyes, and his glasses are already sliding down his nose.
You let out a quiet giggle that mixes with a soft moan, gently pushing the frames back up so they sit right on his nose.
“Walter, baby.” You moan out, wrapping your legs around him as he slides his hands all over your body.
“You’re so fucking– oh, god.” He moans, leaning down to kiss you deep, his tongue delicately flicking against yours.
“Wal– shit– right there!” Your voice becomes higher pitched as he angles his hips just right, hitting that spot inside you that drives you crazy.
“Peach, I– I’m not gonna last long. M’so– You’re just– shit.” His voice is breathy as he begins pressing kisses over your shoulder.
You’re still sensitive from your orgasm a few minutes ago, so you know that you won’t be lasting much longer either.
“Me neither. I’m– I’m already close, Walt.” You breathe, tilting your head back against the pillows and just feeling everything. Walter rests his head on your chest, his hair tickling you as he slides his hand down your body and oh, so gently rubs at your clit with his thumb.
He doesn’t want to overstimulate you, but he also just wants to help you fall over the edge because he always wants to finish with you.
“I love you, sweetheart. I love you so much. Oh my god that’s so– Keep on squeezing, hon. Oh, you’re so tight. S-so– so perfect and beautiful and–” You grab his cheek and pull his lips to yours after letting him babble on for a moment. You know he’s close. You can feel him twitch and of course, he always gets talkative when he’s close.
“I love you, too, Walter. Oh fuck. Fff– M’right there!” You moan, wrapping your arms around his neck once again and tightening your legs around him so that he can barely pull out enough to thrust into you.
“That’s it. C’mon, honey. Wanna make you feel so good.” He mumbles against your lips, speeding up for just a moment as the two of you reach your high together. Then, he slows to shallow thrusts, barely even moving as the two of you twitch and let out breathy moans.
He pulls out after a moment, but he stays hovered above you. He grabs a few tissues from the nightstand, looking down at your cunt and biting his lip at the sight of the mix of you two dripping from you.
He gently wipes you up, letting out a soft apology when he swipes over your clit and causes you to jump slightly.
“Go ahead and use the bathroom, sweetheart. I’ll go get some water.” He whispers, pressing a lingering kiss to your cheek as you let out a soft groan.
“Can’t we just stay here?” You practically whine, but you know Walter needs to make sure everything is perfect afterwards.
“C’mon, babe. It’ll take two minutes. S’just to make sure you’re all good.” He coos, stroking your cheek and speaking in that tone that makes you melt every single time.
“M’kay. Fine.” You grumble, waddling to the bathroom and trying to ignore the fact that your legs feel like jelly right now.
Walter watches you walk away, shaking his head with a besotted smile. He walks to the kitchen and fills a glass of water, bringing it back to the bedroom and setting them on the nightstand.
You come back a moment later, flopping onto the bed and immediately cuddling up to Walter’s side.
“Ah-ah. Water.” He points to the glass, laughing softly as you groan and roll over to take the glass.
You sit up and quickly drink down all the water, then watch as Keys pulls back the covers and holds his arms open for you.
You essentially throw yourself into his arms, resting on his chest as he pulls off his glasses and sets them on the nightstand next to his side of the bed.
He lays down with you, pressing a long kiss to the top of your head and stroking back your sweaty hair.
“I love you.” He whispers as your eyes begin to go heavy, while he rubs his own so that he can stay awake until you fall asleep.
“Love you, too. Thank you for today.” Your words are slurred, but they’re coherent enough for him to hear.
“Don’t have to thank me. You deserve it.” He breathes, watching as you begin to drift off in his arms. You only respond with a soft hum of acknowledgement.
Alright this took me so long and I'm really proud of it but it's probably not gonna get any interaction
